"Groowl!"
"Greagh"
Gnashing their teeth and making growls, the flesh golem let loose a constant eerie aura of that of the undead.
Woken up from their slumber to fulfill their tortures mission that they were designed after, the flesh golems marched towards Danzel and Nersan´rah with hate and duty guiding their every action.
"GROOWWLS!!!"
Echoes of deafening growls filled the massive sacred treasury as every single flesh golem started to activate on the lowered floating pathways.
"Though they are strength is incredible thanks to their size, that also is their disadvantage as they are as slow as they seem." Nersan´rah said while his staff crystal brighten up with mana.
While he prepared his spell though, a massive hand made out of the same material as the flesh golem´s touched the corner of the pathway.
